Wednesday, September 27, 2017

half full/half empty JOW #883



There was a recent incident involving spilled wine (I didn’t do it!) which led to some discussion of whether a glass is now half full or half spilled.  That reminded me of a whole raft of jokes I haven’t used in a long time – the half empty/half full philosophical discussion. 

Do you look at a glass and think it is half empty or half full?
An optimist says the glass is half full.
The pessimist says it is half empty.
The cynic... wonders who drank the other half.
The entrepreneur sees the glass as undervalued by half its potential.
The computer programmer says the glass is full-empty.
The Buddhist says don't worry, remember the glass is already broken.
The Dutchman would suggest to both pay for the glass and share the content. Then tells you he will have the bottom half.
The personal coach knows that the glass goes from full to empty depending on the circumstances, and reminds the drinker that he can always fill the glass when he wishes.
The magician will show you the glass with the full half at the top.
The project manager says the glass is twice as big as it needs to be.
The realist says the glass contains half the required amount of liquid for it to overflow.
The worrier frets that the remaining half will evaporate by next morning.
The physicist says that the glass is not empty at all - it is half-filled with water and half-filled with air - hence, fully filled on the whole!
The obsessive compulsive postpones the question until the level is checked, and checked again, and again, and again...
The phobic says yuck, someone drank out of it and left his germs on the glass.
The insomniac will be up all night wrestling with the question.
The existentialist wonders what is the point of the question.
The nihilist breaks the glass.
The millennial says: I cannot make an informed decision about whether the glass is half-full or half-empty before I have checked all the reviews on Yelp and Trip Advisor on his phone.
The grammarian says that while the terms half-full and half-empty are colloquially acceptable the glass can technically be neither since both full and empty are absolute states and therefore are incapable of being halved or modified in any way. 
The Portmanteauist says the glass is fulmpty or emptull.  (Note: a portmanteau is a word-combination like brunch and smog.)
The opportunist says, ‘look, a glass of wine’, and drinks it while the others are arguing.
And ladies, if your cup is half full, you probably need a different bra.

While we are on philosophy
A philosophy professor gave an unusual test to his class. He lifted his chair onto his desk and wrote on the board simply: "Prove that this chair does not exist." The class set to work, composing long complex explanations - except one student, who took just thirty seconds to complete and hand in his paper, attracting surprised glances from his classmates and the professor. Some days later the class received their grades for the test. The student who took thirty seconds was judged the best. His answer was, "What chair?"

Some female jokes:
Single women come home, see what’s in the fridge and got to bed.  Married women come home see what’s in the bed and got to the fridge.

Wife – “I think you need a hearing test.”
Husband – “Why do I need a hairy chest?”

Fortune teller – “Your husband will meet a violent end.”
Wife – “Will I be convicted?”

A few minor observations:
Sometimes the grass on the other side of the fence appears greener because it was been fertilized with bullshit

I have come to the conclusion that I am a reasonably intelligent person who does stupid things on a semi-regular basis

Sometimes when you are old you wake up with that awful ‘morning after’ feeling… and you didn’t do anything the night before.

When you get older you tend to forget what it’s all about.  I haven’t done the ’hokey pokey’ in years.

I finally figured out what I want to be when I get older – younger.

What I don't like about office parties is looking for a job the next day. 

The Colonel sent me some classic lines by the late comedian Phyllis Diller
·         Best way to get rid of kitchen odors:  Eat out
·         My photographs don't do me justice -they look just like me.
·         You know you're old if they have discontinued your blood type. 
·         I want my children to have all the things I couldn't afford.  Then I want to move in with them. 
·         Burt Reynolds once asked me out. I was in his room. 
·         The reason women don't play football is because 11 of them would never wear the same outfit in public.

Mary Ellen sent this bad pun:
After the children moved out the old woman sold the shoe and moved into some flats.

So in retaliation here is my last joke for this week:
King Ozymandias of Assyria was running low on cash after years of war with the Hittites. His last great possession was the Star of the Euphrates, the most valuable diamond in the ancient world. Desperate, he went to Croesus, the pawnbroker, to ask for a loan.
Croesus said, "I'll give you 100,000 dinars for it."
"But I paid a million dinars for it," the King protested. "Don't you know who I am? I am the king!"
Croesus replied, "When you wish to pawn a Star, makes no difference who you are."

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Young blood JOW #882


Just like old people, kids are an endless source of humor.  Bill sends me lots of jokes these days, including these, and I shamelessly turn them around.  Here are some jokes concerning the younger generation.


A woman was trying hard to get the ketchup out of the bottle, holding it up and pounding on the back.  During her struggle the phone rang.  She asked her five-year-old daughter to answer the phone for her.
“Mommy can’t come to the phone to talk to you right now,” the girl said.  “She’s hitting the bottle.”
>>>>>>>>>>>> 
A little boy got lost at the gym and wandered into the woman’s locker room.  The ladies instinctively shrieked, grabbing towels and scurrying for cover.  The boy watched in puzzlement before asking, “What’s the matter, haven’t you seen a little boy before?”
*************
As a woman was nursing her baby when her sister’s six-year-old daughter, Krissy, came into the room. Never having seen anyone breast feed before, she was intrigued and full of all kinds of questions about what she was doing.
After mulling over my answers, she remarked, “My mom has some of those, but I don't think she knows how to use them.”
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Out bicycling one day with her eight-year-old granddaughter, Carolyn, a grandma got a little wistful. “In ten years,” she said, “you'll want to be with your friends and you won't go walking, biking, and swimming with me like you do now. 
Carolyn shrugged. “In ten years you'll be too old to do all those things anyway.”
 ^^^^^^^^^^^^
A little girl was watching her parents dress up for a formal party.  When she saw her dad donning his tuxedo, she warned, “Daddy, you shouldn’t wear that suit.”
“Why not, sweetheart?”
“Every time you wear it you have a headache the next morning.”
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A little girl had just finished her first week of school.  “I’m wasting my time,” she said to her mother, “I don’t know how to read or write and they won’t let me talk.”
…….
A pediatric nurse had the difficult assignment of giving immunization shots to children. One day, she entered the examining room to give four-year-old Lizzie her injection
“No, no, no!” she screamed. 
“Lizzie,” scolded her mother, "that's not polite behavior.” 
With that, the girl yelled even louder, “No, thank you! No, thank you!"
 +++++++++++++

On the way back from a Cub Scout meeting, my grandson innocently said to my son, “Dad, I know babies come from mommies’ tummies, but how do they get there in the first place?”
After my son hemmed and hawed awhile, my grandson finally spoke up in disgust, “You don't have to make up something, Dad. It’s okay if you don’t know the answer.”
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Just before I was deployed to Iraq, I sat my eight-year-old son down and broke the news to him. “I’m going to be away for a long time,” I told him. “I’m going to Iraq.”
“Why?” he asked. “Don't you know there’s a war going on over there?

And finally, a golf joke:
An older golfer was chipping his ball from near a water hazard; his club fell into the water.
When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, "Why are you crying?"
The golfer replied that his club had fallen into water, and he needed the club to win the tournament to supplement his meager pension.
The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden club. "Is this your club?" the Lord asked. The golfer replied, "No.
The Lord again went down and came up with a silver club. "Is this your club?" the Lord asked.  Again, the golfer replied, "No."
The Lord went down again and came up with an iron club. "Is this your club?" the Lord asked. The golfer replied, "Yes."
The Lord was pleased with the golfer's honesty and gave him all three clubs to keep, and the golfer went home happy.
Sometime later the golfer was walking with his wife along the water hazard, and she fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked him, "Why are you crying?"
"Oh Lord, my woman has fallen into the water!"
The Lord went down into the water and came up with Kate Upton. "Is this your woman?" the Lord asked.
"Yes," cried the golfer. The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!"
The golfer replied, "Oh, forgive me Lord. It is a misunderstanding.  You see, if I had said 'no' to Kate Upton, You would have come up with Jennifer Anniston. Then if I said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my woman. Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given me all three. And Lord, I am an old man not able to take care of all three women in a way that they deserve, that's why I said yes to Kate Upton."
And God was pleased.
The moral of this story is:  If a golfer ever tells a lie, it is for a good and honorable reason, and only out of consideration for others!

Monday, September 11, 2017

Good works JOW #881



The stories about Hurricane Harvey have receded with the floodwaters, leaving behind over a hundred thousand structures that were flooded.  Local churches have been providing support including distribution of cleaning supplies, food, and clothing as things that get wet in the flood usually are better thrown away.  That is why on Sunday, all the pews had donated clothing underneath them, clearing the space for worship, before being brought out to be donated to local people in need.
So my mind was on churches and all the good works they do. Bill sent me this news item and I thought it was apropos.

An interesting turn of events in Pahrump, Nevada...
The Diamond D 's brothel began construction on an expansion of their building to increase their ever-growing business.
In response, the local Baptist Church started a campaign to block the business from expanding -- with morning, afternoon, and evening prayer sessions at their church.
Work on Diamond D's progressed right up until the week before the grand re-opening when lightning struck the whorehouse and burned it to the ground!
After the brothel burned to the ground by the lightning strike, the church folks were rather smug in their outlook, bragging about "the power of prayer." 
But late last week 'Big Jugs' Jill Diamond, the owner/madam, sued the church, the preacher and the entire congregation on the grounds that the church ... "was ultimately responsible for the demise of her building and her business -- either through direct or indirect divine actions or means." 
In its reply to the court, the church vehemently and vociferously denied any and all responsibility or any connection to the building's demise. 
The crusty old judge read through the plaintiff's complaint and the defendant's reply, and at the opening hearing he commented: 
"I don't know how the hell I'm going to decide this case, but it appears from the paperwork, that we now have a whorehouse owner who staunchly believes in the power of prayer....and an entire church congregation that denies it." 

I found this old religious questionnaire:
Please fill in and return to God
God would like to personally thank you for your belief and continued patronage. In order to better serve your needs, He asks that you take a few moments to complete the following questionnaire.
Please keep in mind that your responses will be kept completely confidential, and that you need not disclose your name or address unless you prefer a direct response to your comments.
1. How did you find out about your Deity?
___ Newspaper
___ Bible
___ Torah
___ Book of Mormon
___ Koran
___ Divine inspiration
___ Dead Sea Scrolls
___ My mama done tol' me
___ Near-death experience
___ Near-life experience
___ National Public Radio
___ Tabloid
___ The Internet
___ Burning shrubbery
___ Other (specify):
2. Which model Deity did you acquire?
___ YHVH
___ Father, Son & Holy Ghost
___ Jehovah
___ Jesus
___ Krishna
___ Zeus and entourage [Olympus Pak]
___ Odin and entourage [Valhalla Pak]
___ Allah
___ Satan
___ Gaia/Mother Earth/Mother Nature
___ God 1.0a (hairy thunderer)
___ God 1.0b (cosmic muffin)
___ God.com (Web based)
___ None of the above; I was taken in by a false god
3. Did your God come to you undamaged, with all parts in good working order,
and with no obvious breakage or missing attributes?
___ Yes
___ No
If NO, please describe the problems you initially encountered here.
Please indicate all that apply:
___ Not eternal
___ Finite in space/Does not occupy or inhabit the entire universe
___ Not omniscient
___ Not omnipotent
___ Not infinitely plastic (not all things to all of creation)
___ Makes mistakes (Geraldo Rivera, the Kardashian clan)
___ Makes or permits bad things to happen to good people
___ Plays dice with the universe
4. What factors were relevant in your decision to acquire a Deity?
Please check all that apply:
___ Indoctrinated by parents
___ Needed a reason to live
___ Indoctrinated by society
___ Hate to think for myself
___ Wanted to meet girls/boys
___ Fear of death
___ Desperate need for certainty
___ Like organ music
___ Need to feel morally superior
___ My shrubbery caught fire and told me to do it
5. Have you ever worshiped a Deity before? If so, which false god were you
fooled by? Please check all that apply:
___ Mick Jagger
___ Rajanish
___ Baal
___ The almighty dollar
___ Left-wing liberalism
___ The radical right
___ Beelzebub
___ The Great Spirit
___ The Great Pumpkin
___ The sun
___ The Internet
___ Elvis
___ Kate Upton
___ The moon
___ TV news
___ Burning shrubbery
___ Other:
6. Are you currently using any other source of inspiration in addition to
God? Please check all that apply:
___ Tarot
___ Lottery
___ Astrology
___ Television
___ Fortune cookies
___ Psychic Friends Network
___ Dianetics
___ Palmistry
___ Playboy and/or Playgirl
___ Self-help books
___ Sex, drugs, and rock and roll
___ Biorhythms
___ Alcohol
___ Tea leaves
___ Mantras
___ Pyramids
___ Wandering in a desert
___ Burning shrubbery
___ Other:
7. God employs a limited degree of divine intervention to preserve the
balanced level of felt presence and blind faith. Which would you prefer?
Circle one:
A. More divine intervention
B. Less divine intervention
C. Current level of divine intervention is just right
D. Don't know; what is divine intervention?
8. God also attempts to maintain a balanced level of disasters and miracles.
Please rate on a scale of 1 to 5 His handling of the following
(1=unsatisfactory, 5=excellent):
Disasters:
1 2 3 4 5 Flood
1 2 3 4 5 Famine
1 2 3 4 5 Earthquake
1 2 3 4 5 Hurricane
1 2 3 4 5 War
1 2 3 4 5 Pestilence
1 2 3 4 5 Plague
1 2 3 4 5 SPAM (the meat)
1 2 3 4 5 SPAM (the email kind)
Miracles:
1 2 3 4 5 Rescues
1 2 3 4 5 Spontaneous remissions
1 2 3 4 5 Crying statues
1 2 3 4 5 Water changing to wine
1 2 3 4 5 Walking on water
1 2 3 4 5 Getting any sex whatsoever

Finally, a non-religious joke
Back on July 9th, a group of Pekin, Illinois, bikers were riding west on I-74 when they saw a well-dressed girl about to jump off the Murray Baker Bridge. So they stopped. George, their leader, a big burly man of 53, gets off his Harley, walks through a group of gawkers, past the State Trooper who was trying to talk her down off the railing, and says,
"Hey Baby.....whatcha doin' up there on that railin'?"
"I'm going to commit suicide!!"
While he didn't want to appear "sensitive," George also didn't want to miss this "be-a-legend" opportunity either so he asked ..."Well, before you jump, Honey-Babe...why don't you give ole George here your best last kiss?"
So, with no hesitation at all, she leaned back over the railing and did just that ... and it was a long, deep, lingering kiss followed immediately by another even better one. After they breathlessly finished, George gets a big thumbs-up approval from his biker-buddies, the onlookers, and even the State Trooper, and then says,
"Wow! That was the best kiss I have ever had, Honey! That's a real talent you're wasting, Sugar Shorts. You could be famous if you rode with me. Why the hell are you committing suicide?"
"My parents don't like me dressing up like a girl."